Temüjin

A group of people broke Wanyan Honglie's courage.

No one dared to obstruct them on the left-hand road heading south.

Along the way, they also saw many corrupt officials of the Jin Kingdom who harmed the people, and the crowd helped them out.

But human strength has its limits, and there is no place in the world without tragedy; there will always be people suffering, and it is impossible to save them all.

"The Jin Kingdom was indeed no good either, just like the Song Dynasty, full of corrupt officials who harmed the people!"

Guo Jing's Fang Zheng face was filled with anger, which for a moment dispelled all the worries in his heart.

Qiu Chuji also lamented, "Corrupt officials run rampant, tyrants are everywhere, how miserable the people are... This Jin Kingdom is showing signs of its impending doom."

"It's like this everywhere in the world."

Mu Nianci sighed softly.

She accompanied Yang Tiexin on his travels, witnessing countless hardships of ordinary people.

"No, Great Khan Temüjin wouldn't..."

Guo Jing paused mid-sentence.

"How is Temüjin?"

Ji Boying steered the conversation.

"Guo Jing, tell me about Mongols."

Ji Boying wanted to listen, and Guo Jing had no choice but to speak.

When talking about Temüjin, Guo Jing's eyes still held a great deal of admiration and gratitude.

"The Great Khan is wise and mighty, the king of the grasslands. He gathered the sheep scattered across the desert, using bows and arrows and Fast Blade to defend against wolves and protect his people..."

Guo Jing praised it highly.

He recounted Temüjin's heroic deeds of unifying Mongols, suppressing rebellions, and fighting against large armies.

Guo Jing didn't notice that the Three Disciples of Quanzhen had fallen into deep thought, Yang Tiexin was already filled with worry.

Only after he had thoroughly recounted Temüjin's heroic deeds did he realize with surprise that everyone's expressions were different.

"What's wrong? Uncle Yang, don't you think the Great Khan is a hero?"

Of all the people, Yang Tiexin was the most perceptive.

His dark face was covered with wrinkles, forming deep furrows.

"Alas... He is a hero, but he is a Mongols hero."

"Ah... Uncle Yang, what... what do you mean by that?"

Guo Jing still didn't understand.

"This is quite clear: Guo Jing, Temüjin is about to become our enemy."

Ji Boying's words completely terrified Guo Jing.

Guo Jing still didn't understand, and he gripped Ji Boying's sleeve tightly, staring at Ji Boying with fear in his eyes.

Looking at Guo Jing's panicked eyes, Ji Boying said calmly.

"The Great Song can't defeat the Jin Dynasty, Jin Dynasty can't defeat the Mongols. Temüjin's strength is growing stronger and stronger. Will he let the Jin Kingdom go in the future? If he defeats the Jin Dynasty, will he let the Song Dynasty go?"

Guo Jing really wanted to say that Temüjin wouldn't do such a thing.

But he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Ji Boying pointed to the Yangtze River in front of him. The twilight was vast and the great river flowed eastward, surging and rushing.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, the mountains are verdant and the landscape is magnificent.

"Guo Jing, isn't this landscape magnificent? Isn't the land of the Central Plains fertile? And how does the climate of the Central Plains compare to that of Mongols?"

"The great river flows eastward, the mountains and rivers are naturally magnificent, the land is naturally fertile, and the climate in the Central Plains is much milder than that in Mongols. I had never been to the Central Plains before, and now that I have come, it feels like I have arrived in heaven."

Guo Jing was filled with emotion.

"With such mountains and rivers, such land and such climate, how could Temüjin not be tempted?"

Ji Boying uttered a single sentence, leaving Guo Jing speechless.

Yang Tiexin, Qiu Chuji, and the Six Eccentrics all lowered their heads.

Only the mighty river flowed on, its roaring waters unable to carry away the sorrow in their hearts.

"As you said, Temüjin was wise and brave, unparalleled in the world, and the Mongols soldiers were brave and skilled in battle, each one fearless of death. We have also witnessed the corruption of the Song and Jin dynasties, with officials and soldiers harming people, and both countries were showing signs of national demise. A rising Mongols, and two old and decrepit countries."

"Who has the strength to stop Genghis Khan's horses?"

"In the eyes of the Mongols, the beautiful land before them was within their grasp. With such a large fortune in the hands of two old men, how could they possibly not take advantage of such a gift from heaven?"

Guo Jing had no way to refute it.

"If the Great Khan..."

Guo Jing didn't finish his sentence.

If Temüjin were to rule this land, would he cherish the people here?

Guo Jing wanted to believe it, but Guo Jing felt extremely ashamed; he shouldn't have had such thoughts.

He was Han Chinese, the Great Khan was Mongols, and the fertile land here was cultivated by the Han Chinese.

But Guo Jing was thinking that Genghis Khan had always been fair in rewarding and punishing people in Mongols, while the emperors and officials in the Central Plains were so greedy and cruel to the people. Would it be a better outcome if the Great Khan came? Would it be more beneficial to the people?

"If Genghis Khan had truly conquered the Central Plains, would he have treated the people there equally? Would he have been able to control the greed of his subordinates? Would he have been able to solve the problem of so many corrupt officials and allow the people to live a good life?"

Ji Boying took the initiative to say what Guo Jing had not said.

"Young Master?"

Everyone looked over in astonishment, and even Yang Tiexin couldn't help but speak out presumptuously.

They have a sense of ethnicity, Ji Boying's words are truly unorthodox.

Ji Boying waved his hand, ignoring Yang Tiexin and only looking at Guo Jing.

Do you ever have these thoughts in your mind?

Guo Jing didn't speak, but he clearly acquiesced; he wouldn't lie.

Guo Jing's thoughts infuriated the Six Freaks, who wanted to beat and scold him.

"Jing..."

"Please calm down, everyone. Let's put this out there. Guo Jing grew up in Mongols, so it's perfectly normal for him to have these thoughts, isn't it?"

Ji Boying continued, "If Temüjin and his sons could treat the Mongols people and the people of the Central Plains equally, could they solve the problem of officials harming the people? This is a problem that no emperor can eradicate, but if the emperor himself is honest and upright, and has good ministers to assist him, he can maximize the good life of the people."

"But are the people around Temüjin such talented individuals?"

Ji Boying looked at Guo Jing.

"Guo Jing, you're too honest. You can't treat Temüjin as a respected elder right now; you have to see him as a monster of power, as a king."

"The Mongols soldiers were fierce, Temüjin must have indulged them at times. Temüjin still needed the Mongols soldiers to serve him, so he needed to use gold, silver and merit to keep these soldiers' hearts. Since he didn't have enough wealth to reward them, he could only allow the soldiers to rob."

"Temüjin's soldiers were used to hunting in the desert, and the winner could plunder all the cattle, sheep, horses, and herdsmen."

"The Mongols army is smaller than the Central Plains army. If Temüjin wants to fight against so many Central Plains people with a small number of people, he needs his soldiers to be loyal even more. Guo Jing, you can imagine what kind of plundering they will cause after they go south."